Sunday, April 27, 2014

Spotlight: In From The Cold by @tarynkincaid via @tara_andrews1 #newrelease @DecadentPub #1NightStand

Today I am pleased to
spotlight In
From The Cold by Taryn Kincaid.I have to admit, I’m having complete cover
envy—it’s gorgeous and the couple on the cover is as hot as the book.I’m reading it now and holy moly… this fire
demon is heating up in the very first pages already!!

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IN FROM THE COLD

By Taryn Kincaid

A Sleepy Hollow 1Night
Stand Story

BLURB:

Spook Raines is a burnt-out spy who doesn’t know he’s a fire demon
with a twin in Sleepy Hollow.

Geneviève Mortimer is a will o' the wisp who hunts demons to ease
the pain of her troubled past.

When Madame Eve brings them together for a torrid 1Night Stand,
will they be able to come in from the cold at last?

EXCERPT:

Geneviève Mortimer crept down the quiet hotel hallway, careful to
bank her glow…at least for the moment. She’d sensed the presence of a demon on
the floor, but something seemed off about the male’s aura. A
weird lack of evil, like an impenetrable force field surrounded his
consciousness, his psyche. As if he thought he were…human.

Had he been brainwashed? Drugged? Raised
by gypsies? By wolves? Wait. No. Scratch that last
one. She didn’t get thewerevibe at all with this one.

No matter, as a will o’the wisp and a
POLO, Protector of the Legion of Shadows, tasked with watching over humankind
and keeping the unwary safe from visitors from the demon realms to the human
plane, she lured the black-souled to their demise. Going all shine-a-light and
sparkly until the evil ones fell under her spell and followed her anywhere. She
needed to find this guy. Pounce first, beam a little hypnotic wattage, ask questions later. Take him out before he did any harm. To
humans, or innocents like her parents.

She sniffed. Getting warmer.Closer
to the demon’s room. What would she find behind his door?

Ignoring the do not disturb sign, she jiggled the handle. Locked. But the absence of a key card wouldn’t be a problem
for her, not with her brand of talent and the magick
lock picks in her pocket. She got the door open in seconds and slinked into the
room, masking her radiance, keeping to the shadows.

Holy shit. The scent of male arousal filled the air. Delicious,
decadent, sublime. Total man candy, like nothing she’d ever smelled
before. Calling to her sweet tooth.Her
horny core. So intense, an ache blossomed between her legs. She closed
her eyes and inhaled. Whoa. She could orgasm from the erotic scent of the guy
alone. Was the dude going throughbreedspawn?
Were all the rumors she’d heard of the full-on crazy, demon male mating phase
more than myth? She’d sure never encountered anything as powerfully sexy as
this.

Cripes. This sort of thing never happened to her.I’m
a demon hunter, damn it.She
remained professional always, despite her ditzy, scatterbrained reputation. Did her job.And did it well. She’d
fooled even her closest friends, those who didn’t know about her role as a POLOS and didn’t guess the half of it. Those who thought she slut-flitted around the world searching for mischief,
adventure and, most of all, pleasure, like some sort of fickle, commitment-shy,
well, yeah sure, okay, will o’the wisp.